Are old times, always good times?

I remember those days,. feels like yesterday.
Hanging out with these weird looking people, sitting inside of double coffee.
Chating, smoking, laughing.

Somethimes when I think back I miss it a tiny bit. Because I had nothing to fear and I had a super strong personality because of all the people that looked at me strange.
I didnt care.

 

But then I changed.

 

And I don't regret it.
Love my live, character,. to say it simple.. I love the way I am! And you should love yourself! <3